September 7, 2016
Wait? It’s September? Yes. It’s September and the summer time is officially winding down. This past summer, I’ve been intentional about spending time with my family, raising my little ones, and enjoying our summer together. This season has been a bit rough for our new family with a few changes in career and finances. In July, I turned 29 and had an I’m-almost-30-and-I-need-to-get-my-WHOLE-life-together-like-what-am-I-doing-Jesus-help-me-now-please mini meltdown because I put so much pressure on myself to be great and I want all of the answers NOW (smh, I know…just pray for me y’all). I’m not going to sit over here and lie like our little family has got it all together. There have been some challenging days and tests of our faith. Yet, through it all I know that and the trials and pressures of this life only come to make us stronger. As the seasons are changing in nature bringing about the crisp mornings, cool sweater-wearing weather (btw, I LOVE the fall), and pretty colors, I also sense that my I am entering into a new season. I’ve emerged with new excitement, strength (that I didn’t know I had), and much-needed wisdom. Fola is two months shy of her 2nd birthday, Judah is 6 months old, and Ron and I just celebrated our 3rd anniversary. Life is moving right along. Anyway, I know most of ya’ll are just really here for to pictures. Soooooo, without further ado…#SimmsCitySummer16. Ya’ll like that alliteration though! Boom.
My brother-in-law’s college graduation, a quick trip to visit grandpa, & a family outing to Rehoboth Beach made for great memories and much fun.
The last class of 9th graders I taught graduated from high school (ahhhhh!), Lily turned 3, we visited grandpa again, and #SimmsCousins Kayla and Trinity began their summer stay. #RYvonne turns 3. Oh yes, and a couple of photo shoots in between.
July & August
I turned #29onthe29th. Husband turned 28 on the same day. We visited NYC that weekend. Young baby Judah began his all-formula regimen (I couldn’t keep up with the demand). Chubbiness ensued. An old friend told me to detox from the grind. Grandma, Uncle Marke, and Uncle Tungie came to visit, a museum visit and an Ikea tent purchase (investment, rather) rounded out the summer. Oh yea…I cut my hair.